After a hidden marriage with the opponent's top traffic

It snowed all day and night, Mu Nan and Cheng Han had never seen such a heavy snow in their life.

Snow falling on the ground does not melt, but accumulates gradually, forming thicker and thicker snow layers.When they came back yesterday, the snow covered their feet. Now, when they go out again, the knees of a person as tall as Cheng Han will be completely covered by snow.

The crew could only suspend work temporarily. The equipment could not be moved under such heavy snow.But the director was not in a hurry, he had already considered the special weather when he came, so he had a lot of time.

On the day of the shutdown, everyone would either sleep in the room, or get together to play cards with fellow villagers, and it didn't look boring.

Only Mu Nan was a little anxious, seeing that the concert was getting closer, but he was trapped here.

Seeing this, Cheng Han comforted him: "You have been preparing for so long, it's not a few days away. You first send the song we selected to the arranger teacher, and then we will practice here."

When Mu Nan thought about it, it seemed feasible.

The song they chose for the first show was decided by Mu Nan after a long time of selection. They chose a very famous old song "Yesterday once more", which is called "Yesterday Reappearance" in Chinese.

Some people may think that this song is too old, and the singing is almost bad.But Mu Nan felt that this song was very suitable for the two of them to sing.

They have known each other for too long, and some of those years have faded in retrospect, but the people around them have not changed.Whenever he sees Cheng Han, Mu Nan can't help recalling the past.So this song is both for him and for those lost times.

The tune of this song is simple, the melody is catchy, and the arrangement is not complicated.In less than a day, the arranger teacher gave feedback on the edited version.

But the conditions here at Mu Nan are poor, and the two of them can only practice with the piano software on their mobile phones.

Later, the village head said that there was a family in the village who had a guitar, and the son of that family brought it back from studying in the city.The two then ran to the fellow's house to borrow a guitar.

The borrowed guitar has not been used for a long time, the strings are loose, and a series of broken notes can be produced by just pressing a chord.Moreover, it is conservatively estimated that this guitar will not exceed 500 yuan, and the sound quality is also a bit harsh.

But in this deep mountain and old forest, this is already an extremely rare instrument.

Without a tuner, Mu Nan just listened with his own ears.If you don't have a pick, just flick it with your fingers.Even one of the strings is broken, it's ok, use other strings to deal with it.

After Mu Nan adjusted the sound, he first asked the fellow who borrowed the piano: "Uncles and aunts, what do you want to hear?"

"A big star performing for us? Really?"

Mu Nan smiled and nodded: "Really."

"Then we have to listen to Jay Chou, my children always talk about him."

"Okay." Mu Nan played and sang Daoxiang on the incomplete guitar.

The old couple was very happy to hear it, and soon more fellow villagers learned that the big star was singing, and gathered around to order songs.

Mu Nan was happy to perform for them, and felt that this small room was no worse than the big stage.

This time he finally understood the meaning of the existence of those short video software, and those platforms gave ordinary people, even poor people a stage to show off.

The wind of art never comes from the sky, but from the world.Every grain of sand in the loess, every falling snowflake, and every grass in the field has the most vigorous vitality.

It is because of their existence that there is a wind in the Pacific Ocean.

Mu Nan sang continuously for two hours, and he sang all the songs that everyone ordered.In the end, the villagers left with unsatisfied feelings, and he returned home with Qin and Chenghan in his arms.

"Very happy today?" Cheng Han asked.

Mu Nan nodded: "That's right, receiving the breath from time to time will generate a lot of creative inspiration. It's true that art comes from life."

"After that, you can often go to collect folk songs," Cheng Han said. "The country is so big, and every place has its own customs and customs. No matter how you look at it, you can't finish it."

Mu Nan was happy at first, and then became visibly depressed: "But I'm also busy, and you are busier than me. How can we have so much time?"

"I'll start taking fewer plays next year," Cheng Han said, "maybe one or two movies a year."

Mu Nan was taken aback: "Ah? Why?"

Cheng Han smiled and said, "Because I have to concentrate on being the boss."

"You really..." Mu Nan didn't know how to answer, "You really want to be the boss seriously."

Cheng Han raised his eyebrows: "If you can't be a good boss, how can you support you?"

"Who wants you to support me? I can support myself." Mu Nan muttered.

But he suddenly thought: "You open your own studio, and you are so eager to go public, it can't be..."

It's not for me, is it?

Cheng Han smiled without saying a word, his smile was full of mystery that could only be understood.

Mu Nan suddenly felt pressured, and he asked hesitantly: "Then...then why did you enter the entertainment industry? Why did you enter the entertainment industry?"

He thought of Cheng Han's earth-shattering decision when he entered the entertainment circle. When he decided to drop out of school, the whole circle trembled.

No one knows what happened to him suddenly, and no one knows his plan.

Mu Nan didn't know it before, but now he seems to understand gradually.

For adults with mature thoughts and stable emotions, there must be a cause and effect for doing something.

But for Cheng Han, he was his cause.

As for the fruit, it is already there.

Mu Nan didn't know what to say, he was immersed in the deep shock and couldn't extricate himself.

He only knew that Cheng Han liked him, and he had liked him for a long time.But he never thought that his liking would be so intense and so desperate.

Mu Nan thought differently, thinking that he was unable to do this, especially when the result was not clear.

But after he thought about it, Cheng Han might not necessarily be able to make a loss-making business.Therefore, maybe when he made up his mind to start chasing himself, he already had enough confidence to catch up.

Thinking of this level, Mu Nan sighed again in his heart.Sure enough, it was all about tactics.

He chuckled lightly, but met Shang Chenghan's smiling eyes.

"Don't think too much," Cheng Han said, "I made these decisions, and I made my own way. I don't want anything to bring pressure to you, and likewise, I don't want you to make decisions because of me. What did you do to stay with me?"

Mu Nan smiled and said to him, "I understand."

"But these years, I sometimes ask myself," Cheng Han said, "Is it worth it? Ask yourself what can I get in return?"

"What about your answer?"

Cheng Han put his hand on his shoulder, and pulled Mu Nan into his arms.

"Being like this, even if it's only for a second. I think everything is worth it."

Two days later, the weather cleared up.Mu Nan stepped on the train from Heihe to Harbin.

After staying here for only four days, he has become an aboveboard "group favorite". Everyone in the production team likes to tease him, and the villagers also like him very much.

When Mu Nan left, everyone went to the village entrance to see him off.

"Let's all go back," Mu Nan waved to everyone, "Don't send them off, go back quickly."

When he got in the car, the driver took him all the way back.

Cheng Han couldn't send him off because he was in a hurry.I just leaned against the car window and told him, "Go back and have a good rest, we will see you in a few days."

"Remember to take cold medicine first, don't get sick. And prepare Ryukakusan..."

"Okay, okay," Mu Nan pushed him, "Why do you look like an old lady."

"Okay, let's go, be careful on the road." He reached into the car window and patted Mu Nan's hat brim.

The villagers also shouted to Mu Nan: "Come back often, we will miss you."

"Sure!" Mu Nan shouted, he will definitely come back, this is the place where he and Cheng Han made love, this remote small village has great meaning to them.

All the way back to Beijing's home, Mu Nan drank cold granules and ginger soup, and woke up the next morning still alive and well, which finally relieved Yege's worry for a long time.

The first concert was held at the Cadillac Center in Beijing, and thousands of seats were sold out in seconds.Fans have been waiting for this singing for too many years, and Mu Nan is about to give them a perfect performance wholeheartedly.

The official playlist of Mu Nan's concert has a total of 19 songs and a chorus by a mysterious guest. All 19 songs are his solo, and there are many singing and dancing songs, which is a huge challenge to his physical strength.

He could have invited guests to help support the stage, and he could take a break for a few songs, and this form is also very common in concerts.

But Mu Nan would rather be a little tired, and let the fans be 100% satisfied.He knew that many fans came from afar, and he didn't want them to have any regrets.

At [-]:[-] p.m. on Saturday night, at Beijing Cadillac Center, Mu Nan's "Grass and Trees Zhichun" concert officially opened.

Amidst the roaring tsunami, he kicked off the tour with a singing and dancing song with a clear rhythm.

He sang the classic songs since his debut, sang the title song of the new album, and sang songs that everyone has been calling for.

He sang like this for two full hours, until the end of the concert, he was already drenched in sweat, and he didn't have time to wipe off the sweat all over his face.

Panting heavily, he said to thousands of spectators: "Next, I'm going to invite my mysterious guest. Guess who it will be."

There was a lot of shouting from the audience, and Mu Nan heard many names, but he still keenly recognized Cheng Han's name from them.

"He's my friend and the song we're singing next is like a relationship between us," he said.

As he spoke, he paused for a moment to give everyone room to imagine.

Then he added: "By this year, we have known No. for 20 years."

"Chenghan!!!" "Chenghan——"

The voices in the audience became uniform, and Mu Nan raised his finger to the piano hidden in the dark.

The chasing light of the piano came on, and Cheng Han was sitting on the piano bench.He stood up and waved: "Nannan's fans and friends, hello, I'm Chenghan."

The audience was already shouting, and many people started talking nonsense excitedly.It sounds like on Noah's Ark, animals of all races are shouting their own language, and no one can understand it.

And Mu Nan picked up the guitar and sat beside the piano.He put his finger to his lips and said; "Hush, listen—"

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